The flowers sway as the breeze pass, <br />the group of villagers go to mass, <br />as the children stay out and play, <br />making all worries stay away, <br />and as the day goes on, <br />making time feel half, <br />they have fun, a ton, <br />they just laugh, <br />much joy. <br />Enjoy.<br /><br />Javier Falcon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/zest-2/
